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so i called my mum today

                             I Believed     by (aka)  nyourfacegrace

 

There is a grave deep and wide,The death of innocence lies inside

It's full of things I once believed ,Dreams of a child, so naive

Tales of faires in the night, Sneaking in before day light

A tooth for a dime and then to part ,Yes,I believed with all my heart

And Santa Claus knows everything,The stuff you'd like for him to bring

His watchful eyes, see all I do, You'd best beware he's watching you

To see if you've been bad or good ,And minded your folks like you should

Oh I believed right from the start ,Yes, I believed with all my heart

And there was god up in the sky, You'd go to see him when you die

His watchful eyes see all you do ,You'd best beware he's watching you

He hears the things you say and more ,Wait...have I heard this tale before?

Oh I believed right from the start, Yes, I believed with all my heart

But then one night I played the sleuth, To see the fairy take the tooth

But the hand under the pillow was mommas hand,It was so hard to understand

They always said I shouldn't lie, How could they ..I wondered why

To know the truth tore me apart , Cause I believed with all my heart

Then kids at school made fun of me,And said St Nick was make believe

I said "your wrong you just don't know,It's true ...my daddy told me so"

But when I asked he took a pause,Then said "there is no Santa Claus"

And to know he lied tore me apart, Cause I believed with all my heart

But the worst was yet to come you know, For though the bible told me so

I found it too was just a lie, There was no god up in the sky

The death of faith came that day, All my beliefs had gone away

And to know the truth tore me apart, Cause I believed with all my heart

Yes, I believed..with all my heart

Dear Santa Claus,
This is a mite late, I know, but it's been that kind of year. I guess I deserve coal in my stocking, but please make it that kind that burns clean, with minimal carbon footprint.  I didn't make the usual Christmas want list this year, and almost didn't decorate the house. It took 3 days just to find the star that goes atop the tree to remind me why we have Christmas. It was in a box of ornaments that I nearly tripped over a dozen times.

And I have given you no help at all. We, meaning Linda mostly, made a few gifts for family members, but nothing so big it would need to come down a chimney in a sack. Forgive me if you can Santa, but after hearing about the thousands of people in my field alone who are out of work, including some too close to home, I just wasn't in the mood to spend money I might not have and that others already don't have.

But I confess, I do have a short want list, so here goes: jobs for Tracey and Michele and the blue-million other journalists jettisoned by their jet-setting corporate brass-hats. A swift recovery for the world's economy and a 2nd shift minimum wage job at Burpin' Burger Bistro for the robber-baron financial slicks whose greed greased the slide into this economic abyss we're in.

Still there? No one should have to choose between food and medicine, so fixing that is on my list for you. I could go on, but you get the idea.

My Christmas present arrived early this year. My 90 year old mom, who swore she would never set foot out of her house to travel after Dad passed away, is at my brother's house a 10-12 hour drive from where she was staying, and she made the trip in a car with two small children along with their parents. Considering her physical and emotional challenges, that is a miracle in my book.

Emailing this to you now before you get the sleigh packed. I'll be following you on norad and twitter.

Your friend
(the one who used to want Lionel trains)

ps. no milk and cookies this year. it's part of a wellness program

Quote of the day:
"I stopped believing in Santa Claus when my mother took me to see him in a department store, and he asked for my autograph." -- Shirley Temple

Please bring me iTunes cards.

Love and kisses.